Ronaldiño y Ronaldo
AlcolirykoZ
Ronaldiño and Ronaldo
Music for staying up late, counting cash
To scare off the feds, cruising the city
To cuss like a sailor, to spray some graffiti
To hug, to shout, to toast with the homies, etc
We always sample golden guitars
The geniuses escape from the bottle
Zamba to forget by Daniel Toro
Rappers in the bar at dawn listening to boleros
The Jeweler, my new nickname
The crew all tangled up
My life in a continuous shot, if something fails it all repeats (all)
Here we celebrate the bangers like goals
Kings of hyperbole, if it’s time we dance alone
I don’t even have to say I’m real at forty, I got nothing to prove
When I’m lost, I step back
You can’t live too comfortably among hypocrites without being one of them
I invest in vinyl like apartments
If I say that doesn’t set me apart, I’m lying
How often do I have to say where I come from?
I was born standing, even if I only talk about how I feel
(I’m leaving it all behind)
Drinking Ronaldiño, bottle of Ronaldo
(Leaving it all behind)
Everything I have I earned by rhyming
(I’m leaving it all behind)
Drinking Ronaldiño, bottle of Ronaldo
(Leaving it all behind)
Everything I have I earned by rhyming
Obviously, from nothing we made something (nothing)
Like Chalo Arango, like Escobar Eduardo
Always rolling with the crew
Extra-long shirts, yellow boots
Holding up posts, dropping rhymes (no)
Not afraid to mess up, no INVIMA record
Nights of smoke, season of collapses
Drinking chicha before breakfast
From the early morning, opening acts
Solving issues, but that’s not a problem for a shooter
There are tracks that only play at four in the morning
Like alarms, like sirens
Speak up, because tomorrow is too late
We’ll go out on top, like Gardel
Thieves of time, I don’t like the photos (no, no)
But live like me, without resentment
(I’m leaving it all behind)
Drinking Ronaldiño, bottle of Ronaldo
(Leaving it all behind)
Everything I have I earned by rhyming
(I’m leaving it all behind)
Drinking Ronaldiño, bottle of Ronaldo
(Leaving it all behind)
Everything I have I earned by rhyming
Music for staying up late, counting cash
To scare off the feds, cruising the city
To cuss like a sailor, to spray some graffiti
To hug, to shout, to toast with the homies, etc